An Hao picked up the child and was about to feed him when the child, already full, stubbornly turned his little head away.
"Not hungry?" An Hao said softly. "Come on, be good and eat your meal."
The little fellow glanced at An Hao, but his head refused to rest against her.
Meanwhile, another was crying his heart out.
"Wrong one! Got the wrong one!" An Hao instructed the Qin family to quickly switch the babies, and then both little guys calmed down.
"Right, have the children been named yet?" An Hao asked. After all, they couldn't always just call them both "little guys," could they?
